NOAH.. : Perfect body.
After a long day at my basement, I had to return back to the apartment so late but literally, what I was avoiding was right here in my face.
The lights were low, only the flicker from the TV stretching across the living room.
Zara was dancing, barefoot. She seemed so into it that I didn't want to distract or stop her.
Her earbuds were in, eyes half closed. I don’t know how long I stood there, leaning by the wall, just watching. Something about the way she moved made everything go quiet in my head for the first time in a long time.
The song faded. She sighed, brushing hair off her face, and I don’t know why, but I reached for the switch and flicked the lights on.
Click.
“Bravo,” I said, slow-clapping. “That was... something. ”
She spun around, startled.
Her
